Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens

If You Want To Ascend Like The Prophet To The Sky Of Immortality, Know This Very Well: Fasting Is Your Arabian Stallion.

I Am So Close, I May Look Distant.

Swim Out Of Your Little Pond.

Both Light And Shadow Are The Dance Of Love. Love Has No Cause, It Is The Astrolabe Of God's Secrets. Lover And Loving Are Inseparable And Timeless. Although I May Try To Describe Love, When I Experience It, I Am Speechless. Although I May Try To Write About Love, I Am Rendered Helpless. My Pen Breaks, And The Paper Slips Away At The Ineffable Place Where Lover Loving And Loved Are One. Every Moment Is Made Glorious By The Light Of Love.

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.